You walked into the factory.

You were an ex employee, that only survived the Hour of Joy, a massacre of all people there, men, women and children, because you called in sick that day. That was 10 years ago, and a note yesterday brought to your house, has driven you back.

You walked into the lobby, where Huggy Wuggy stood. He was an experiment, of the Bigger Bodies Initiative. He was tall, and he was also the guard of the first floor of the factory.

“…”

He didn’t say anything, due to being motionless.